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Latest Website: In the confusion of Zheng Siyuan, the helplessness of Dong Shi, and the urgency of Dong Li, Master Huang successfully completed the oily muddle.

Dong Li saw the timing and was about to grab the spatula from Master Huang, but Master Huang dexterously turned away.

Master Huang's movements were so sensitive that Dong Li even suspected that he was pretending to look like rheumatism in previous years.

"Master, I do n’t have any orders here. I ’m just confused about this one. You do n’t have any food with this spatula.” Dong Li decided to give the master facts and tell the truth. .

"Nonsense, I remember Xiaoshi still has two copies of squirrel mandarin fish!" Master Huang opened the lie of Dong Li on the spot, and his face was full of what I could do, let me continue.

Dong Li: ...

Dong Shi :?

"Master, my squirrel mandarin fish is done well. This dish can be prepared by me without your own hands." Dong Shi did not expect that Master not only followed his brother but also his own side.

"What you have done is embarrassed to say that you have done a good job. Is it possible for me to do it? Don't embarrass you two masters and ancestors, let me watch and learn by me." Master Huang was humiliated, a pair Yan Shi looked like Jiang Weiguo and Jiang Weiming and changed into a smiley face. "Two uncles, I'm sorry, I have no way to trouble you."

Zheng Siyuan, who had been listening for a long time, didn't understand a sentence, and no one explained to him with an aggravated look. He looked weak, helpless, and even wanted to call the police.

"Uncle Shi, what uncle and ancestor, who is uncle, and where did it come from?" Zheng Siyuan asked.

"Oh, I just forgot to tell you when I was busy cooking. Come, Siyuan come over and say hello to your two ancestors." Master Huang put down the spatula, walked to Zheng Siyuan and led him to In front of Jiang Weiguo and Jiang Weiming.

Dong Li took the opportunity to recapture the spatula, and with his eyes motioned to his brother to hurry up and make the squirrel mandarin fish.

"Have a quick greeting to your two uncles and ancestors." Master Huang spoke in the same tone as when the parents greeted their children to say hello to the elders during the Chinese New Year.

Zheng Siyuan still maintained this aggressive face and was led by Master Huang to the two old masters. Although I don't know why, he just said hello.

"Master Shizu." Zheng Siyuan was well-behaved.

"Good boy." Jiang Weiming said with a smile, Jiang Weiguo nodded aside.

"Uncle Three, little uncle, this is my brother-in-law's son named Zheng Siyuan, who learned the white case, and the craftsmanship is okay. It is estimated that it will be better than my brother in a few decades." Master Huang said, "Fast, Siyuan, make a few snacks for your two uncles and ancestors, and show your skills. "

Zheng Siyuan :?

An hour later, at 12:37 noon, Zheng Siyuan was lost in thought as he watched the freshly baked fresh mooncakes.

He seemed to think a little bit, and some did not understand it. When he was making moon cakes, he finally figured out the intricate relationship between the Jiang family and their teachers. Although he was somewhat doubtful, he also reluctantly accepted that the two chefs of Taifeng House were his own ancestors, and he had an extra one. The fact that the big ticket teacher is uncle and uncle.

The only thing Zheng Siyuan couldn't figure out was why the white case chef in Babaozhai appeared in the kitchen of Taifeng Building with supplements, and even made a stove of fresh meat moon cakes for the enemy himself.

Those supplements are still in front of the kitchen door of Taifeng Building.

How can he explain this to Mr. Ling when he returns to work tomorrow?

How did things get here?

Zheng Siyuan looked at the uncle who was sitting on the small bench and chatting with the two ancestors. Master Huang noticed Zheng Siyuan's gaze back with a kind smile and noticed that the fresh meat mooncakes were out of the pan and quickly got up.

Although Master Huang saw the two uncles very excited, the mental excitement could not offset the physical exhaustion. After making a jelly paste and two squirrel mandarin fishes, they could n’t take it anymore. They could only sit with Jiang Weiming. And Jiang Weiguo chat.

"Uncle Three, Little Uncle, Siyuan's moon cakes are ready. I'll bring two of you to try them." Although Master Huang didn't have much energy to cook, two moon cakes are still fine.

Zheng Siyuan's stove for making fresh meat mooncakes is Jiang Weiming's stove for making dolphins. The characteristics are large. When Zheng Siyuan was studying the stove, he was strange. What does Taifeng Building not sell roast duck to make such a large stove? Because of the large furnace, Zheng Siyuan made a lot of fresh meat mooncakes.

Jiang Weiming took a bite of the moon cake, and chewed the gravy a little, then it overflowed and mixed with the crispy crust. The taste was very good, but I didn't know why I felt a little familiar.

Jiang Weiming couldn't taste it. Jiang Weiguo could taste it. He only took one bite to know that this fresh meat moon cake was exactly the same as Jiang Feng's called takeout moon cake around mid-autumn.

It is the moon cake of Babaozhai.

"Yes, the basic skills are very solid, the skin is crispy and powdery, the juice is impervious and hard to come by," Jiang Weiming said with a smile.

"Siyuan ’s kid liked white cases when he was a kid. Before, he opened a small pastry shop at Gusu. Last year, he was watched by a restaurant owner in Peiping. He has been excellent since he was a kid, much better than my two apprentices. "Master Huang began to boast of Zheng Siyuan." Siyuan, where are you working now? "

"Babaozhai." Zheng Siyuan said.

"Yes, it's Babaozhai. I don't have much contact with the chefs in Peiping. The ones who are more familiar are the Zhiweiju. At first, I wanted to let Dong Shi and Dong Li go to Zhiweiju. After "Knowledge", I went to your two uncles in your shop to add chaos, which is really troublesome. "

"Master, there are still a lot of moon cakes made by Brother Zheng. Do you want Brother Zheng to pack them back or should we pack them back?" Dong Shi interrupted Master Huang's puppet.

Master Huang glanced and found that there were indeed a lot left, and at least 30 were visually inspected. The staff behind the kitchen at Taifeng House started to eat, first drinking soup, then eating vegetables, and now directly serving the staple food. Today, Zhang Guanghang is responsible for the lunch of the staff. Everyone does not want to miss lunch or fresh meat mooncakes, so many people do n’t eat one but share it with others, resulting in a lot left.

"Siyuan, you look at it. This is what you do. You decide." Master Huang gave the decision to Zheng Siyuan.

Zheng Siyuan also had a headache looking at so many mooncakes. He has been selling mooncakes for so many years, and he rarely even encountered the situation that he could not sell them.

This large-scale slow-moving is the first time.

"Or else, divide?" Zheng Siyuan proposed weakly.

"Brother Zheng, if you don't mind, these moon cakes will be distributed to the customers in the shop." Jiang Feng suggested, "Now the attendance rate is not particularly high, these moon cakes should be enough. One table per table is enough. Sent."

"OK." Zheng Siyuan nodded.

Jiang Feng took out the moon cakes and asked Jiyue to arrange to serve one table at a time.

Although the diners of Taifenglou didn't understand why the Mid-Autumn Festival had passed so long, Taifenglou suddenly sent moon cakes, but the mooncakes they gave were either white or not, and they all smiled.

Then everyone ate it out. The moon cake presented by Taifeng House seemed to be the craft of Babaozhai.

After all, Quan Peiping couldn't find the second master of the white case who could make Zheng Siyuan's fresh meat mooncakes.

For a while, diners talked.

At 2 noon, Ling Guangzhao sat in the office and looked at customers and feedback at noon today with some headaches.

Most customers' feedback summed up in one sentence: Master Zheng is not there, no snacks, unhappy, bad reviews.

Ling Guangzhao even wanted to call Zheng Siyuan to discuss whether he could return to work early in the evening.

Then Ling Guangzhao received a call from Pei Shenghua.

On weekdays, Ling Guangzhao did not contact Pei Shenghua very much, and it was strange to see that Pei Shenghua actually took the initiative to call himself Ling Guangzhao.

"Hey, Master Pei, is it all right?"

"Xiao Lingna, I just heard that you have been dug by someone else. What is going on?" Pei Shenghua laughed.

Pei Shenghua, the king of chefs, has always been known for his iron head.

Ling Guangzhao :? ? ?

Dig a foot?

Ling Guangzhao felt that Pei Shenghua was insulting him. It was only him Ling Guangzhao who dug into the corners of other people. When did it turn for others to dig into Ling Guangzhao's corner?

"Master Pei, you heard it wrong ~ www.readwn.com ~ I have no one to change jobs. Who digs my corner, who do you listen to?" Ling Guangzhao asked.

"Oh, that might be a misunderstanding. I just arrived in Peiping today and I went to the mall to buy something. I just happened to meet Zhou Ye and his wife and talked. Zhou Ye told me that he ate at Taifeng House at noon today. Taifenglou gave a fresh meat mooncake. The taste of the mooncake was exactly the same as the one you sold before Babaozhai. He thought that the master Zheng of Babaozhai who had made mooncakes had left for Taifenglou. . "

Ling Guangzhao: ...

"I also felt strange before calling me to ask you. There is no wind or grass before jumping directly. It must be Zhou Zheng's exaggeration. He also told me that they eat the squirrel mandarin fish in Taifeng Building It ’s exactly the same as Master Huang himself. This is not a joke. Master Huang has n’t cooked for many years. If Master Huang can cook, this Huangji Restaurant will not be listed for sale ... ”

Ling Guangzhao only felt that his hands were a little cold, and Pei Shenghua later said nothing that he heard.

"Master Pei, I have hung up beforehand, so I will talk about it later."